Sinking back in my hole...
Living a life of regret
Those thoughts rushing back...
Losing my identity
Who am I?
Why am I still here?
What keeps me breathing?
When will I break?
Where do I go?
All these thoughts ring in my head
But why?
I didn't do anything
So why do I still suffer?
Then it all comes back to me
Well of course
This...
This is my beautiful suicide